Chief Kamachi - Drama Theme lyrics

[Jus Allah] You might be the proud new father I am their future martyr Who slaughters like blood is the new water Who's darker, who owns a tooth sharpener Who's partner is a fool for his tool carver No disputing, refutings, no eludings Just shootings, feudings, no undoings No diffusing, abusings, unexcusing Shoestring removings becoming behooving They don't pay me to k** but to stop k**ing I don't hold my end of the deal, I should stop billing Any lesser of an evil is not fulfilling Don't text your house cleaner for a mop spilling You're the trailer, teaser, I'm the feature You ail, you're weaker, I am neither I'm a leader, you're a cheater, deceiver Easier, a receiver, breeder! [Chief Kamachi] Musical martyr who do it harder Fresh to d**h, like a French funeral parlor Church and Kamala hurts for the scholars France holla, anywhere between the Earth and Shambhala A black and white collar, grimy like crack pipe squalor Trying to get a rap life dollar Still spit it for shelltoes lottos with the velcros It's k**a code I dun did it till hell froze Old school Guc jacket dirty elbows My boombox blast the heavens I talk sh**, stuck bibles in the a** of reverends They wonder what faith he is Is he m**m, Christian, or Atheist? It don't matter, brain splatter just take a clip Only present, ain't no way to escape the clique [Vinnie Paz] This a drama theme, you a f*ggot rapper drama queen My body work is vicious quick enough to rock your spleen Ain't nothin' funny sonny, even Vinnie's Glock is mean Steady with a machete ready for me to chop your team How is Bush still here, we shoulda been shot him Hologram, Taliban, call me Vin Laden You a new jack hustla, Vinnie been clockin' You a new jack s**er, Vinnie been rockin' I ain't hear you s**er, come a little closer Close enough so I can rock you with a mini roaster (x2) (Chorus) These the last words of a n***a who's stressed sh** on my mind, like "Can I live?", am I goin through d**h? My first rhyme could be my last dependin on who's next in God's book n***a I'm not shook, I'mma take it like a crook n***a Slash on someone in the flesh, my roach lit Got me spazzin and holdin my breath, I won't quit Goin fast down a one way stretch in God's book n***a I'm not shook I'mma take it like a crook n***a Come on! I'm a crook n***a, I'm a I'm a crook n***a (2x) [Doap Nixon] Everything ain't always what it seems Either I blow steam, or fall back and blow cream Cuz, the left hand's for the position of mic I made a n***a wet himself when the mission ain't right I'm on some OG sh**, go fishin' at night Scrub the j**els with toothpaste so the glisten is right f**ers, I'm on a level that you can't ignore I prefer a boxcutter til' your face start to drip and pour Catch me and Reef eating on South Beach Smackin' n***as so hard his head'll leak out meat Salute me or you better speak out peace Cuz cats smoke so much oil n***as leak out grease We play everyday just like the weekend Because of Doap Nix And the A to the O to the T to the P in this b**h [Celph Titled] Surgeon General's Warning: I'm surgically injuring informants to resemble invalid deformed kids Satan's orphan born forced to contort ribs Expand my land look what one golf course did Nine irons and three woods, goons with the spikey bats Ali Baba swords swoosh-shaped in the Nike bag (damn) Ask around they say for real "I'ma a rider man" Ladies love my sniper aim 'plus they like my tiger fangs' Spiders came, Oh!, from my grave when I rose out Looked at the sphinx and, I chiseled the nose out Fo'shizzle there's no doubt, the military unit of the Tibetan black magicians Is here to make exact incisions With radioactive equipment And have you stabbed quick through your cheek flesh like we ba** fishing So crabs listen, there is no a** kissin' Sloppy with my work, do my dirt with my mask missin' [King Magnetic] Flex guns like a shirtless jack Half black, half animal cracker minus the circus box I'm felt like Murs with the Slug Emerge with a buzz My words nerd's merged with a thug Pride added to poverty equals robbery Over larder weed with more traffic than Joggasee (??) I'll eat your God degree, Allah decree Stay in the cut like words wrote across the crease Magnetic and Vin Paz, we been spazzed Live fast from a quick slash to a skin graft I'm a jail dude It's harder to come up on bail dude I'm harder than stomaching jail food It's part of dumb luck that fail you Right when you need it most Squeezin' throats, choked til' your Caesar's close I'm the reason that the Eagle's close Rough times tough lines Number five with the ?? poach [Demoz] Yo, who wanna get stabbed and shot? Dig a hole, let the casket drop Norman Bates back, pa** the Glock Shoot his face when I pa** the block Tell the world s** a dick, dirty a**, and twat Moz Sick in the head, ask my pop He dead, f** if he gone n***a ask a cop I'm tellin God how I feel if he ask or not I roll with Outerspace call me astronaut Kamach, Kenny the Kid, Reef, and King Vinnie blew the whistle last minute, D is in Double G's, xanny popper mixing weed and gin Spanish fleet when I pop up, let the demons in Terrorize your whole hood, dirty T's and Timbs I'ma birth the whole game, let the semen in n***a I'm the mothaf**in' reason when n***as snitch n***as die Put ya spliffs in the sky